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Open the door and peek insideFri, 01 Dec 2017 02:27:45 +0000en-UShourly1https://wordpress.org/?v=4.9.1drbobstardishttps://feedburner.google.comFun timeshttp://drbobhayes.com/2017/11/30/fun-times/
http://drbobhayes.com/2017/11/30/fun-times/#respondFri, 01 Dec 2017 02:27:45 +0000http://drbobhayes.com/?p=940Continue reading →]]>I had been to Fla. many times before this occasion, but with my Chief of surgery there to take the Fla. medical boards with me, I could hardly say no. It was an intriguing experience of which I could write a few lines. Ray smoked those little cigars that looked like a long cigarette. The day I was to leave for my flight back to Pennsylvania I was walking in the yard around his Fla. home. I discovered a couple anoles and I was quick enough to grab a couple in sequence. After the first one, with it in my hand…I was looking around for something to keep it in, and to take it back to Chris in Penna.. I found one of the carton things those cigars he smoked and it was just the right size and shape to keep it in safely. Then I caught another. I figured that two could easily survive the plane ride in that carton so I added the second one, and put the box inside my suit vest pocket. Yes, I wore a suit in those days. Who on earth decided that style of clothing was appropriate and up to the level of stature and cast?

So, thru ticketing and thru what in those days was security, and on to the airplane. I had a window seat in the first row in coach, and there was a youngster about 10-12 sitting next to me. Take off was nominal and while I was looking out the window, a lizard jumped out and disappeared between me and the wall. I sat back a bit shocked, and then….the second one jumped out and landed on my hand next to and fully in the gaze of the lad next to me. He jumped around and screamed “Hey Mom…there’s a lizard on the plane.”!! Of course I sat there innocently and it was gone in a flash. We never saw a trace of it afterwards but I wonder if and how many people had such a surprise while flying on that plane.

]]>http://drbobhayes.com/2017/11/30/fun-times/feed/0In my youthhttp://drbobhayes.com/2017/11/21/in-my-youth/
http://drbobhayes.com/2017/11/21/in-my-youth/#commentsTue, 21 Nov 2017 10:33:00 +0000http://drbobhayes.com/?p=937Continue reading →]]>As I’ve said, I learned all of the first 3 years of schooling in the first year, because of the one room schoolhouse. That was as unique as me being the youngest in class all the way to Med school, where there was one person younger than I. I’d put his name here if I could remember it. Harvy something. Dicky Doverspike was my almost constant companion. We played in the creek (BIG creek), and we hunted and fished and hiked and were Boy Scouts together, tho he dropped out of that. Then, in school, I was not a team player, and I really didn’t care for football and track and basketball. Never even heard of soccer, being in the boonies. But when it came to drawing or choosing sides and players…I was always last in being chosen. I tolerated it, but yes, it did affect me. I couldn’t run far as I would have bad cramping pain in my right upper side. Later they told me it was due to liver filling with blood. Ok, but it was a hassle.

All I wanted was an education. I enjoyed learning but it wasn’t all that easy. I certainly developed a fairly vast memory. I’ve only read a few books in my time. The Sleeping Prophet (Edgar Caycee), and some teacher chosen by Sinclair Lewis, and a French Scientific book…all in college. Prophet was my choice, tho I don’t know how I came by it back then. And now I am presently living in an area that Caycee visited. I recommend that book with a strong urge.

Having taken a dance class forced on me by Mom, I learned at an early age (10-12) about ballet, and tap, and ballroom, and waltz and jitterbug. That made me popular on Saturday nights when we gathered in the basement of one of the banks for teen dance gathering. I loved to dance and that made me a bit popular in those years.

I started hunting at an early age too. Problem is (to me), that I can’t remember the first years, as it was little more than taking a walk, but thru fields and woods rather than on a trail or path. I shot rabbits and ring-necked pheasant, and squirrels. I got my first deer when I was 12. Like I’ve said, I was brought up on wild game meat, and it is true. Because of the economy as well as the local area, small town etc, it was cheaper to eat wild meat than to buy store meat. Fielt dressing the animals likely had something to do with my education towards being a physician. And I loved it then as I do now.

]]>http://drbobhayes.com/2017/11/21/in-my-youth/feed/1High school classmate Lum Adamshttp://drbobhayes.com/2017/11/21/high-school-classmate-lum-adams/
http://drbobhayes.com/2017/11/21/high-school-classmate-lum-adams/#commentsTue, 21 Nov 2017 10:12:49 +0000http://drbobhayes.com/?p=935Continue reading →]]>I recognize that I’m not exactly cheating here, but I am posting a discussion with Lum (Larry) Adams. He was a classmate in high school. He bullied me one time that I can remember but in time, and thru his wife, we are chatting. Cut and paste here to see the change and a bit of lifestyle in those days. (we graduated in 1955

I grew up with coal subject almost at a daily thing…..thing could be a better word, but I forget so much. I wouldn’t be a doc if it didn’t exist. Clarion Co, would not have existed without it. My uncle took is into mines behind a coal car pulled by a shetland pony. Carbide lantern was soon part of my clutch, used them heavily in college, exploring caves. I’ve surely written a note of my experience with the poor guy trapped in a mine and I was to help him out. Again, thank God Dad arrived. I can recall union problems when I was in high school (maybe earlier) and Dad worried of the outcome. Of course 99+ % of Dads work was related to coal. I can recall being lifted up by an old steam shovel…me in the bucket. And running a dozer being allowed to understand and use the levers. Delivering to some poor guy up across from Howard Bish’ house a full tank (big tank) of O2…and dragging it up two flights to him…blue from lack of O2…smoking a cigarette and breathing so bad it scared me. Getting the hell out of Dodge (are it were) to Tampa…away from coal. I knew it couldn’t possibly last and it was a LOT of years later that Dad accepted that truth to me. Then, get out of Tampa…a whole book in itself…back to TN..closest thing to normal life as I could get as a surgeon…to the largest coal mines in Va. The entire county, existed on Coal and tobacco. Very long story. I am happy that the tobacco thing changed (I’d like to think I had a part in it.). Wow. Commode that late in life. I wonder of the shock!! I’ve seen (honest) a 4 hole outhouse and wonder of the conversations. I do remember Lum and Abner very well. Never heard you called Buck. How is Bill managing? I’d be dead if it wasn’t Mary working on keeping me alive. Your lady has affected your life dramatically and you sure can be proud of how you are doing. I do need to add to my blog. Wish I could remember stuff. How old was your Dad when he died? You should come sit with me by the fire sometime We’d have a Lot to talk about. Now I’m curious how you type. Both hands or two fingers? When did that change?

I can add something interesting right here. Typing changed our brains in a very positive way. Then I learned Morse code and learned to send code at a very high speed, and that caused another brain growth. Then computers came. WOW. We’re speeding toward oblivion.

]]>http://drbobhayes.com/2017/11/21/high-school-classmate-lum-adams/feed/1Have I told you about Gordy?http://drbobhayes.com/2017/07/23/have-i-told-you-about-gordy/
http://drbobhayes.com/2017/07/23/have-i-told-you-about-gordy/#commentsSun, 23 Jul 2017 20:56:00 +0000http://drbobhayes.com/?p=925Continue reading →]]>I think it was in the second year of college at Bucknell, when we had a student on our dorm floor named Gordy. It was the first ever experience of narcolepsy I had experienced. When Gordy was out, asleep, he was REally out. Gordon went by Gordy and he was a friendly sort of sophomore. He had a problem for sure. Shortly after the onset of classroom visits, he was not able to make them on time. He begged us to wake him. We tried ice, we nudged him, knocked on him…pulled his eyelids open, and rarely would it awaken him.

We discovered (I don’t remember how), that Gordy couldn’t swim and was afraid of water. With all the previous methods, we found that having him waken without hurting himself was a problem, and splashing his face with water and screamind “Swim Gordy swim”…usually did the job; but his thrashing in bed as his efforts to prevent drowning ended with lots of scratches and usually a bit of blood. Some took terrible incidents with him and the two that I remember the most…was carrying his bed down two flights of stairs and out into the middle of the quad, (an area which was a square walkway of paths with shortcuts from the angles.) And he woke up in the quad on his bed, with his pajamas on and almost a foot of snow on the ground. They did the same style with him somehow waking up on the 50 yard line in the football arena, but with way fewer witnesses. I lost track of him and still wonder what became of him.

]]>http://drbobhayes.com/2017/07/23/have-i-told-you-about-gordy/feed/1Another water episode (s)http://drbobhayes.com/2017/07/10/another-water-episode-s/
http://drbobhayes.com/2017/07/10/another-water-episode-s/#respondMon, 10 Jul 2017 19:10:04 +0000http://drbobhayes.com/?p=922Continue reading →]]>I am (was) very heavily into water things. At age 16, I went to a Red Cross week long swimming camp. First year, get water safety and senior lifeguard certifications. Next year, get Water Safety Instructor Certification, 3rd year Small Craft Safety certification AND…water ballet. I had never heard of males doing water ballet, but it sure gave me help on holding my breath. I can’t remember the number of pupils there were, but like 3 cabins for men and 3 for women and pretty even numbers, and then naturally, contests between all. Like joining the polar bear tribe, getting up at 6 and going to the dock which was on a small lake. We would sit on the end of the doc and at the whistle we would drop to the bottom on one breath, exhaling thru the entire underwater portion…push off the bottom and be out of the water long enough to inhale a deep breath (in one motion), then a deep pull with the hands and arms to propel us to the bottom to repeat the cycle…and the water was 20 ft deep. My personal record of breath holding (which really isn’t very good) is 3 1/2 minutes. In water ballet…we would have two people on the surface with one holding the other with his feet at the jawline of the second, and this process went all the way to a circle with only 2 on the surface at one time, so, grab a big breath, scull like crazy in make the circle move. Great fun, and Great challenge. But then there’s Scuba and a whole other aspect of my water experience.
]]>http://drbobhayes.com/2017/07/10/another-water-episode-s/feed/0Sighhttp://drbobhayes.com/2017/04/28/sigh/
http://drbobhayes.com/2017/04/28/sigh/#commentsFri, 28 Apr 2017 21:29:37 +0000http://drbobhayes.com/?p=908Continue reading →]]>There is a religion…Presbyterian (I’m told), that believe in predestination. So, if you hear a smattering of that thru your life and get thoughts of “am I here for a reason”, or something of that idea, then you wonder why I was born at this particular segment of time…as time has no boundaries (so far). Was I born to witness the end of a planet, or to end all life on this planet etc. NK is psychotic weird and Trump is easily ruffled. Just NOW…NK has launched another large missile. I’m sitting right at this moment in time…to see if this is IT. WOW. Wonder, if I took pix…someone (maybe even you or me) will see them in the future…or even…the past. Nope…no weed or drugs on board.

]]>http://drbobhayes.com/2017/04/28/sigh/feed/1zoo near Gate City, Va.http://drbobhayes.com/2017/04/28/zoo-near-gate-city-vaa/
http://drbobhayes.com/2017/04/28/zoo-near-gate-city-vaa/#commentsFri, 28 Apr 2017 20:33:13 +0000http://drbobhayes.com/?p=906Continue reading →]]>I had a most unusual experience a day ago. We took Mary’s friends 5 yr old to a zoo. There are zoos around here in the country that are mostly for the ….can’t think of the proper word…continuation of the health of the species. In essence breeding programs for a few animals from around the world. There’s one in Limestone TN, and this one near Gate City Va. The Limestone one had more spider monkeys than I’ve ever seen in one place. Sorry, I can’t remember what all was their breeding program. There were a bunch of different species of spider monkeys at the Va zoo, and for that same reason. Of special note was Bactrian Camels, the two hump kind. Now I’ve seen them before but I can only remember them from TV shows. They were discussed on an Animal Planet show and it showed a short segment of them breeding. Talk about weird. They mate with the female down on the ground with the male in what I can only describe as a dinosaur in action. Really weird. So, I got within 5 feet of a male recently and for the first time heard their sound. I have Never heard such a sound before. Low, rumbling, reverberation and Long interval. Last time I experienced that kind of sound was at the launch of a space shuttle. Then….he made chirping sounds that were like a bird chirp but loud. At my age, my ability to localize/locate by sound is lost so it took a while for me to realize it was coming from him. I MUST go back for that experience. I called the zoo back today to ask if they were in a breeding program and yes…he had mated with all 3 of the females they have. About 14 months is the gestation period. No, they refused to let me be there for delivery photos. sigh Now I wonder how I can get thru.

]]>http://drbobhayes.com/2017/04/28/zoo-near-gate-city-vaa/feed/1Lili Taught me how to “do” Facebooks Messenger.http://drbobhayes.com/2017/02/20/lili-taught-me-how-to-do-facebooks-messenger/
http://drbobhayes.com/2017/02/20/lili-taught-me-how-to-do-facebooks-messenger/#commentsMon, 20 Feb 2017 22:21:43 +0000http://drbobhayes.com/?p=885Continue reading →]]>It’s just a rerun of some that I have vivid memorys of. Now at 79, my memory is getting so bad I can barely keep a conversation. This one is in text so it’s easy.

First language is French. Ok…time for 2 long stories. When I was a sophmore in collage, there was a French foreign exchange student come to Bucknell. He roomed about 3 rooms away from me, but we started a wonderful relationship…each of us with a language dictionary. By the end of that year, I could “get by”, in French. He was such fun to be around and we had lots of laughs. He disappeared back to France, Paris, and I lost track of him. Then Bucknell denied he was there. ?? I never understood that.

Then…I took the required language for Pre-Med. I chose French for obvious reason…and it comprised`simply of changing a scientific book from French to English…was only about 3 eights of an inch thick. Silly, but it was a challenge. Then came the final exam. I went to the classroom to take the test and it was empty. So I went to the Profs office and found that the text was given yesterday. OUCH. But we were friends and he recognized my mistake so gave me the exam right then and there. Ha…the test was to answer…in French….a snail goes up a clothesline pole an he goes back down by circling the pole 3 times. How many times did he cross the slime trail. A wonderful experience.

And then…the story of Spanish.

I had the opportunity to go to Ecuador twice about 45 yrs ago. Now, I am a little suburb type boy from the country…so I’m almost “country”. When we were little boys, we played cowboys and indians. Of course our knowledge of Indians was pretty limited. Hiawatha, Geronimo,Sitting Bull, and Tonto, etc…VERY few indian names. (Oddly, my home was 3 miles from the center of the Seneca nation). So, we are driving along a mountain road around Quito when we spotted a man with a Huge bundle on his back. My friend (who got me there), pulled over intent to buy some woolen goods. Way cool!! And here I am rapidly thrashing thru an English/Spanish dictionary…when I came to a word on the top right of the page…TONTO. I never knew ALL THOSE YEARS….that The Lone Ranger, was calling him Dummy! I was really Shocked! Still can’t get over it.

]]>http://drbobhayes.com/2017/02/20/lili-taught-me-how-to-do-facebooks-messenger/feed/1Airplane travel.http://drbobhayes.com/2016/11/11/airplane-travel/
http://drbobhayes.com/2016/11/11/airplane-travel/#commentsSat, 12 Nov 2016 00:12:31 +0000http://drbobhayes.com/?p=881Continue reading →]]>On a recent trip to Chicago, we had an unusual experience. We fly first to Charlotte N Carolina (N?). Charlotte is a hub for flying. I couldn’t believe how packed it was with an extreme number and lifestyles of the people. I now am treated as disabled as I would no way be able to walk to the next flight. There was a Large number of people at the gate, and being disabled I along with Mary, were boarded first. It was a huge plane with a passenger load of over 200. I was seated about half way, and about the time there were at least 100 already boarded….a female voice came over the loudspeaker. “Ladies and Gentlemen, we have found something on the plane that shouldn’t be on the plane, so we are going to ask for an emergency evacuation”. Mary switched in a mode I haven’t seen and repeated the speaker and was hollering to me to get out of a seat. I don’t move fast anymore and seeing over 100 people rushing to evacuate the plane. It was chaos for sure. So, I make it off the plane and I’m sitting in a window seat right next to the plane barely 50 ft from me. If that plane exploded it take the entire airside with it, and me too. I had not considered having to change planes and people with continuing flights. It was pandemonium. One lady said she saw a piece of metal like a sword with one of the hostesses but that was the only input we got and weren’t sure what happened. After about 45 minutes of a crew of people going thru the plane carefully, we were allowed to get back on and go to Chicago. Talk about weird.
]]>http://drbobhayes.com/2016/11/11/airplane-travel/feed/1VOTING 2016http://drbobhayes.com/2016/11/08/voting-2016/
http://drbobhayes.com/2016/11/08/voting-2016/#commentsWed, 09 Nov 2016 03:05:41 +0000http://drbobhayes.com/?p=878Continue reading →]]>Today was voting day and I thank God all the chaos is hopefully over. I went to the VoTech school where there is a voting arena, and I didn’t really have to stand very long. So I get to the machine and I’m first looking at a window in the monitor with selections of Conservative, Liberal, Independent and one or two others that I can’t remember. Then there were screens that I can actively identify as well as option on lower right of the screen to go to next page. Each of the screens with voting options had a yellowish or ivory background. This last screen had options for voting Clinton, Trump and there was another option all to the left side and in small windows. The background for this screen was silver metallic grey. The man on the other side of the hall and directly opposite to me and the machine. He said “Your Done”…This is the last screen. This is supposed to be the FIRST screen I see. I complained not too loudly but asked him who I can complain to. He sent me to the County Registrar. So I drove the 3 miles to Jonesville court house, and went to the Registrar. After another lengthy discussion, she told me there was nothing either of us could do. Then Rick Callahan, my attorney sent me to Dane Pope, the county Superintendent. Another lengthy explanation, he said there was nothing he could do.

And so, I am writing this complaint that I did NOT get to vote for the president of my choice. Especially painful after listening to weeks and weeks and weeks of the babble in the news, not to mention the use of my e-mail without my permission, and my phone number which is on the “no Call” list.